Giving Birth at the Home of In-Law

The more Love

#Birth_in_Home_Life

#Bug_41

I woke up when I heard the incoming message notification. A cell phone turtle who is in a pile of Marisa clothes with eyes that have not been fully opened and awareness that is not yet full.

Since avidly replying to Akmal, my sleep is no longer sound, often misgivings and parno itself. Afraid that Bang Rafi or Mom might catch me. This is the feeling of a person who sins.

I often wake up late due to lack of sleep at night. Usually, I have cooked rice, attacked water and turned on the washing machine when the dawn prayer rumbles. But lately, I only wake up if Mom has been banging on the door loudly while yelling, "Ning ... What time do you want to get up?"

How unfortunate I am, the daughter-in-law who first woke up the same in-laws? really disgrace!

And it turns out that my mistake also affects Marisa. Marisa is often fussy because the ASI I produce is not as much as usual. Ah, Akmal is really poison!

After a few weeks of talking with Akmal, my first broken love, I came to know why God did not make me a match with him. Akmal is a hedonic guy, crazy in popularity and likes to spread charm. All the beautiful poems that I thought he showed me, were in fact crowded with women's comments, and Akmal responded with words that made the fans more baper. Could die standing me if it really became his wife.

[Co, no bales, sleep huh?]

I read Akmal's message without a heart. No longer as enthusiastic as when he first contacted me.

[I can't reply to your message anymore, Mal]

[Because of Rafi?] inquiringly.

[Because of me]

[What are you doing?]

[My sleep is disturbing, while I have a baby that needs a lot of energy] Reply diplomatically. I deliberately did not discuss matters of the heart, because Akmal's chat has never discussed the contents of his heart. I'm afraid I'll get a prank a second time if it looks too geer in front of him.

[But you actually like me?]

The contents of the message from Akmal make discomfort in the stomach, nausea! Basic guy kegedean head. Maybe he felt like he had the charm of the son of the sultan to think that everyone would like him.

[No] I replied firmly.

[oh, yes]

And .. I was blocked.

I round my mouth looking at the short line sign as an affirmation that Akmal really thought of my account, you brash! I was upset and disappointed but more than that I felt very relieved. At least I shouldn't bother to take care of my heart, because I'm sure what's left for Akmal now is hate without leaving any sympathy.

"Alhamdulillah." I give thanks. It turns out that Akmal is indeed a little old time, he only intends to play with my feelings. Lucky I didn't overdo it in the face of all the fighting all along.

I rubbed my face. My sleepiness evaporated somewhere. Immediately I erased my chat history with akmal, removing traces of my error all this time. Guilt creeps in the heart, until it feels painful and torturous. If sin still makes discomfort in the heart, it means that God still protects my heart and does not make it die. I'm sure, this guidance is one of them because of Mamah's prayers there. Mom always prayed for good for me.

I gently rubbed Bang Rafi's cheek. My eyes warmed up to no longer hold back tears and let it fall along with my guilt for having dared to be two by two with other than my husband, even though it was virtual.

Bang Rafi has changed a lot. He became more sensitive and loving. While at home never once he missed prayer time, hopefully outside the house was the same as that. Bang Rafi is also now wiser in dealing with problems. He has shown a lot of positive changes, but I cheated on him.

"Yes ... Allah ... I'm sorry," I said.

I bit my lip, afraid that Bang Rafi would hear my prank. I dried the wet traces on both cheeks and then kissed Bang Rafi's eyes, left and right.

Bang Rafi blinked, then looked at me in surprise while stretching out both of her hands. "Hugs!"

I smiled and dropped myself on his chest. Inhaling true love on the body of the man who shakes the hand of the Father tightly while saying the kabul ijab.

I felt enough of this man, the man God had destined to be my partner who would not be comparable to any man even with a thousand Akmal.

The test comes as proof of love. Because the real is the strongest survive. And now my feelings for Bang Rafi have multiplied. The more love ...

****

I could wake up in the morning with excitement. The fast-growing Marisa is always melting new spirits every day.

That morning, I kissed Marisa with tears. Grateful that God still gave me consciousness when madness began to strike. I don't know what it would be like if I pursued curiosity and resolve over a past unfinished taste, maybe my life would be shattered to pieces.

"Tumben, no more bad luck," Mother quipped.

I just nodded and then looked down. Afraid that if you ask more questions, I'm not good at lying.

Mom took over the small rag in my hand and continued my work wiping the stove and the dishwasher. "Take water for Marisa's bath!" pinta Mother's.

I immediately complied with his request.I took two dipper water in the bathroom, poured it into the pot and attacked it on the stove fire.

"Rafi is not like her father" Mother said. I put down Marisa's towel to hear Mom's next words.

"Rafi's a loyal man, Ning. You should be the happiest woman to have a husband who never glanced at other women" Mother said.

My eyes are back heating up. I took a few breaths, holding the puddle of water that almost spilled at the end of the eye.

"Ning is so lucky to have a husband like Bang Rafi, Mom. Bang Rafi is a blessing." My voice shakes in response to Mom's words. I swear in my heart I will never play with fire again.

"Then, having in-laws like your mother thinks what, calamity?" Mum's coming back to make me feel like I'm back in the real world, not in the fairy tale world. My life must be this unique, having a devoted husband with an extraordinary mother-in-law. If the two are as good as I want to be, I won't be able to tell stories all this time, will I?

"Ning, you want to bathe Marisa first, ma'am." I wave and say goodbye to Mom before the business gets longer.